Tag: Girl
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Who Are The Parents? You’re Failing At Parenting
I witnessed something shocking last night around 10.30pm in Colchester, Essex, that sums up how bad our society is becoming. A group of 14 yr olds set upon a young boy, and as you would expect, his father came out to disperse the little shits. All 8 of them then set about the father and kicked and punched him to the head, and while he was down, the girls then proceeded to kick him in the face while he was down.
3 of us ran out to his aid and dispersed these idiots, who then wanted to take us on. We helped the guy into the recovery position and called the police.
The worst of the group were the foul-mouthed girls who I would have been ashamed to have called my daughter.
The question is .. Who are the parents ? The ultimate failures, the ones that take no responsibility for their children.
Well I wonder how proud they feel this morning, and everyday of their failed parenting ?
I hope the Parents of these disgraceful kids get exposed, and begin taking some responsibility. In the first instance, wondering where their 13 and 14 yr olds are at 10.30 at night !!
What is the world coming to when Children are showing no respect to anyone. Bring back corporal punishment, it never did my generation any harm, in fact it demonstrated there were unpleasant consequences for your actions. Something that is clearly absent from young people’s lives these days.
When I was young we wouldn’t have dared to even talk back to an adult let alone physically and verbally attacked someone, had we been caught doing something we shouldn’t have, just the threat of them telling our parents stopped our antics.
Parents are failing children, is it really that hard to discipline your children, to teach them right from wrong and give them some damn consequences for their actions.
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That’s Right It’s Not The Same Girl
“Haters will say it’s not the same girl. Her tattoo doesn’t match up. She’s got a different iPhone. Her hair is different. Bla bla bla…
“And they’re right… it’s not the same girl.
“And its not because in 4 yrs she had two pregnancies and two children, and she got a new iPhone.
“It’s because they are two different people. It’s because the girl before was miserable. She was hungry. She was proud of herself when she didn’t eat until she was full because that’s what they tell you to do. She was told she looked good in skinny jeans and no one told her she didn’t fit into their brands. She was never discriminated against.
“She acted like she wasn’t embarrassed to eat a burger because people would know and think that surely she eats so healthy the other time. They assumed her size equated to healthy.
“They didn’t know that she starved herself all day and into the next to eat that burger. No one knew that her day was spent constantly worrying about gaining weight, that she would even dream about it. Really, dream about eating, and waking up worried. Every. Night…This girl changed. I changed.
“I changed because I realised when I looked into my children’s eyes I never wanted to fail them, I never wanted for them to not feel loved.
“But how could I love them when I didn’t love myself?
How could I let them see me on the scales day after day?
How could I let them see me not eat?
How could I let them know that I woke in the middle of the night with anxiety that I ate too many calories in one day?
How could I tell them to love their body if I didn’t love mine?
…I no longer wanted the expectation of losing the baby weight and the old “it’s been a year now”
I no longer wanted to worry that anti-depressants would make me fat and sit there and have anxiety attacks and think “well, at least I’m not putting on weight”
I didn’t want to have my bones sticking out to determine my self worth and be miserable.
“I realised all this because I nearly fell back into it, truthfully, I nearly thought that I had to become thin quick and fit into social media, into this world of instagram and Facebook, in a world of shakes, tea and diet pills. I nearly doubted myself based on my weight, and then my son asked if he could stand on the scales after me. He watched me as he always does and said “my turn” like it was fun after watching me do it so many times.
“I don’t hate you old girl. I don’t. I don’t hate the person I was. Because I didn’t know then that I deserved love. I thought that if I looked a certain way I would be a better person.
I didn’t realise that what I weigh doesn’t define if I’m a decent human or not. Not now, not ever…
“And I realised now more than ever when I saw that little boy step on the scale.
He deserves love. He deserves never to think that his weight defines if he’s a good enough person…
“That little boy should live his life and learn that food is there to nourish him and help him grow and that food is NOT his enemy…
“You don’t need anyone’s permission to love yourself. Don’t wait for a ‘moment’ to learn love yourself, do it now. Life is so short, don’t waste it hating yourself, the world will do that for you…
“If I got hit by a bus tomorrow I would never want my tombstone to read “didn’t starve herself to please other people on the internet because she had cellulite” I’d want it to say “she didn’t die with any regrets, she lived with all she had and she loved with all her heart”
“And she threw those damn f***ing scales out. ✌🏼🤘🏼
Left: before. Right: now” – credit: Laura Mazza – Mum on the Run
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Not Every Doctor Is Right They Don’t Know Everything
This is my daughter Amelia, she was born at North Staffordshire hospital at 3.30pm on 23/9/2017 Saturday evening I was induced due to excessive fluid and spd.i had a horrible pregnancy when I gave birth to Amelia she was purple and could not swallow she was foaming from the mouth the midwives convinced me she had a strider to which I knew it was more as I’d previously had 2 children before.
The midwife then left me and Amelia’s father alone for 1h45 minutes I rang the emergency buzzer as she was getting dramatically worse in her health, an intensive care pediatric consultant came for Amelia and rushed her to nicu where they went on to putting tubes down her nose, at this point the only way Amelia could get rid of her secretions was to be lay flat on her belly otherwise she would choke.
At 10.45pm Amelia had further test done with the tube they tried to suck air out of her belly to which had no success they had no idea why this was happening so they ordered a scan, after the scan we were told Amelia was unable to swallow and that she could have a few different defects and that her life was 50/50, they couldn’t tell us for sure what it was she had and they didn’t know what to do or how to treat it as they had never seen this condition before, I never left amelias side in the nicu all that night they left amelia on her belly all that time with no proper Amelia’s care or diagnosis.
At 1am a doctor came to me to tell me Amelia would either be moved to alder hey or Birmingham to get a diagnosis and fix the problem yes they called her a problem 😡 at this stage me and her father had no idea what to do we were both distraught 😩, a private ambulance came from Birmingham at 3am to collect Amelia and straight away knew what she had they were absolutely disgusted with how they had cared for her, they attached suction tubes in her mouth and oxygen down her nose, when arriving at Birmingham we were met by three surgical consultants who I must admit were lovely they explained everything in such detail they also noted that Amelia’s condition should have been picked up on my anti natal scan and I shouldn’t have had Amelia by natural birth and this could have killed her I should have had a planned birth with them.
At 10am Sunday morning aged 10 hours Amelia went down to have a major operation at this stage we know she has tracheo-oesophageal fistula/ distal esophageal atresia, when Amelia came out of her operation 8 hours later it was a huge success she spent 3 days in intensive care.
While in intensive care Amelia would not wake up this was due to the amount of pain killers and sedation she was on, one doctor of the intensive care ward ordered Amelia to come off all drugs and sedation and to replace these with paracetamol, the surgeon also ordered Amelia to be weaned of the ventilation within 24 hours otherwise she would become dependent.
When they put Amelia on c-cap she sat very low on all oxygen levels and heart rate they said this was due to the 3 days Amelia was on the ventilation that it causes respiratory distress and can also cause bacterial pneumonia so she was on very strong antibiotics the whole time we spent in the hospital.
Moral of the story not every doctor is right not every doctor can say what they have, we don’t have enough medically trained specialists, every child deserves a chance and If it wasn’t for Birmingham Amelia certainly would not be here now.
Credit Abbie Richardson
